The Fire Bombers Pink Cloud

We're up the woodlands! Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodlands, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster, in the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad car.

Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission. And all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done. When he sat down in a clearing end of the Cochin Canyon, Mayday, Mayday.

That was Abner Benson, one of my rangers. Oh yes, he's a new kind of ranger, might say, practically just invented. But suppose we go back to the beginning of Ab's story, and his wife, Marge, fits in pretty well too.

I was sitting in my office one afternoon. Hey, Mr. Boss Ranger, you got time to talk to me? Mm-hmm. Ah, Bob Nurbinson, are you all walrus? Boy, it's sure good to see you. Great Scott has been years.

Shh. Nuts a lot about all those years since we've seen each other, Bill. World War II has been over a long time now, you know. Still the same old ab. Sit down, make yourself comfortable.

Don't mind if I do. Hey, this is some layout you got here, buddy. Thanks. your letter, Ab, and I am very interested to see this idea of yours in operation. When do we start? I'm ready. About tomorrow morning. That'll give me time to set up the test site.

Well, that's Jake with me. I'll leave a little time to get organized, too, Bill. Can you operate from Naughty Pine airfield? Or do you want to fly out to the fire jumpers field? Ah, the Naughty Pine field will be just fine. I'll take you over to the house, get your bags in your room and you can go back to the field and I'll get busy setting up the